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She whimpers, her hand sliding toward her legs in search of some relief. “I want you, Brooks.”
Chuckling darkly, I climb off her and reach into the bedside drawer and find exactly what I need. “I’m going to coat your virgin pussy so every man knows who you belong to.”
“Please,” she begs, her legs clenching tightly together as she wiggles slightly in the bed.
“Arms up.”
This time she doesn’t hesitate, immediately moving to the top of the bed and doing as she’s told.
“I really am sorry about this,” I say before fastening a set of handcuffs onto her right arm and attaching it to one slat at the top of my bed.
Savannah immediately tugs at the cuffs, her eyes alight with fire. “Let me go.”
“I have a meeting this morning, and you like to run.” I chuckle, turning around and grabbing the towel off the floor before heading into my closet to grab a clean set of clothes. “I’m running late, but when I get back, we can discuss the terms of our agreement.”
Without a second glance, I stride toward the door, ready to take my second shower of the day, hoping to make my meeting. But before I can even turn the shower on, I know as soon as I get out I’ll be right back beside her, trying desperately to convince her I’m not a complete asshole.
CHAPTERSIX
SAVANNAH
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I shout, pulling on the handcuff securing my right arm to the bed.
I don’t know why I’m even yelling; Brooks is probably off to his meeting already. After he cuffed me to his bed, he strolled out the door as if he’d won a million dollars. I should’ve known better when he asked me to hold my hands above my head. I thought it was something kinky and he wanted to finish what he started, not to chain me to the bed, ensuring I remain where he left me.
I really can’t make heads or tails of Brooks’s attitude changes over the last few hours. Before we went to bed in the wee hours of the morning, he was sweet. He looked at me as if I was the only woman on Earth, making me feel powerful, as if I could take on the world. When he wrapped me in his arms, I felt safe and secure. The exact opposite of my feelings ever since my mom died.
Then this morning, he turned a complete one-eighty. Gone was the sweet and caring man from last night, replaced by a dominant, brooding man who would do anything he could to ensure I remained right here. And it makes not a lick of sense.
I can’t figure out what his end game is. Because everyone has one, don’t they? If the only thing he wanted was a warm hole to sink his dick into, he could’ve done it already. I never once told him no. I was willing to give him any part of me he asked for.
I should be ashamed of how I acted, turning from a relatively levelheaded recent high school graduate to acting like a dog in heat. The moment he pinched my nipple, it awakened a part of me I never knew existed, making me feel alive for the first time.
I clench my thighs together, trying to get some relief from the throbbing between them as I remember our time together. I want him to slide deep inside me, taking whatever he wants from me. I could see his need for me clear in his eyes, making me wonder what he would’ve done if I’d dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth instead of climbing to the top of the bed like he instructed.
Would he grip my hair tightly and fuck my mouth like he promised earlier, or would he take his time, dragging out both of our needs until we were ready to explode? My body tingles as I try to imagine what he’d taste like, a mixture of both of our cum coating his skin.
Before I think about what I’m doing, I slide my hand between my legs, searching for my release. I gasp as my finger brushes against my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I may be a virgin, but I have dabbled in trying to get myself off to no avail. Each time, I would come close, but never crossed the finish line. Now, with my legs coated in his cum, I’m wetter than ever before. I moan in pleasure at the sensations coursing through my body as I spread my legs further and slide my finger into my hot core. Moaning loudly, I pump one finger in and out before slipping in another.
I reach up and pinch my nipple, pulling it away from my body just like he did this morning.
“Brooks,” I moan as I climb closer to the edge.
“If you wanted me to make you come, all you had to do was ask.”
I’m startled to find Brooks leaning against the doorframe, watching me. The hunger in his eyes is clear in the way he’s focused on my hand lodged between my legs.
“I thought you had a meeting to attend?” My cheeks heat in embarrassment as I clench my legs closed.
“Don’t stop on my account.” He strides toward me and grips my wrist, his eyes locking on my fingers shining in the sunlight. “Were you thinking about me when you made this mess?”
“Yes.”
My eyes focus on his lips as he leans closer, his mouth closing around my fingers and sucking them. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth as his tongue slides between each one of my fingers, ensuring he’s gotten every drop, before releasing them with a pop. I wiggle in place on the bed as the ache between my thighs returns with a vengeance.
“Lucky for you, I landed my deal via a phone conference this morning.”
“Congratulations,” I gasp as he puts gentle pressure on my clit.
